Hello Neil. I miss you.

I went home a few months ago and took (read: stole) some pictures from the old family albums. I promised to quickly scan and then return them (which involved talking my dad through what a scanner is, and why I wanted them in a digital format… but that for another day).

My brother Neil died when I was 16. He is this beautiful little blonde guy in all these pictures. The other guy is Paul, my elder brother. We were such cute kids man. Look at us being awesome. 

Really missing Neil now.. but it’s good to remember! Don’t mourn death ; celebrate life -right? It was really nice growing up with two boys. All of this feels like the other day. I remember some of these days so vividly!!! And now MY kids are almost this age. Damn I feel old.

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